"Shhhh

A few little monks who had already been ambushed to the side cautiously probed their brains under the shade of the trees, and they couldn't wait to see Pushan make a fool of himself.

How did the little monk know that there was such an arrangement? Carrying two empty buckets, he was walking when his ankles suddenly tightened, but then they let go again. thought it was the illusion that he hadn't rested well, so Pushan didn't take it seriously and continued to walk.

Although he didn't care about it here, the people who had carefully designed this trap looked at each other.

"Hey, isn't your rope tightly tied? Why doesn't it work at all?" asked the one who was the one who was the one at the head of the group and asked the two helpers next to him.

"It's impossible, when I was leaving, I was afraid that the tie would not be tight, so I tried it with my foot and came back after confirming that it was correct. ”

"Yes, I've seen Purzi inspect it there repeatedly, and it can't go wrong. ”

Pu Fang, who was confused by the two of them's singing and harmonizing ideas, even wondered if the rope was tied low, and he stepped on it directly.

"Don't worry, there are still three traps! Even if he has the blessing of the Buddha, he may not be so lucky every time. ”

The three "bad pus" waited there with all their might, and because they were so expectant, they even began to whisper curses such as "Fall him to death, fall him to death!"

Because Huikong had practiced a special kung fu, his ear voice was excellent, and although he was not close, he listened to what these little monks said word for word. Angry, he immediately raised his eyebrows with compassion, so that his eyes could be opened, but at the moment, he still secretly protected Pushan, and he would take care of them after a while.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp stone was thrown from the hand of the monk Huikong, and because of its extremely fast speed, the second rope was cut before the naked eye could catch it.

Next, the third and fourth sticks were all concocted in the same way, until Pushan walked to the stream, and the jokes that the bad boys were expecting did not happen.

Seeing that one plan failed, they gave birth to a second plan. The three of them took advantage of Pushan's efforts to bend down to draw water, planning to push him into the stream, and it must be very interesting to think of him becoming a "soup chicken".

"Amitabha, even if he is so stubborn, he also blames the poor monk for being heavy. ”

Huikong silently recited the Buddha's name in his heart, in order to protect Pushan to the end, when those little monks took advantage of the danger of people, he sent six stones on the tree in a row, all of which hit the acupuncture points of those little monks, and suddenly several people maintained the posture when they were bad and couldn't move.

Pu Shanzi, who was bent on drawing water in the stream, had no idea what was happening behind him, and when he filled the water, he turned around and saw several senior brothers stretching out their hands and kicking their legs at him, and he was stunned for a while.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you? Senior brother, are you talking?"

Pushan had never seen the kung fu of the acupoints, and he didn't know what to do with the state of these three people, so he had no choice but to call out in desperation, trying to wake up their bodies, but after he tried for a long time, he found that it was all in vain.

"Forget it, stop shouting. ”

Monk Huikong, who couldn't stand it, floated down from the tree, and in the sunlight behind him, he was like an Arhat manifestation, shining brightly.

Seeing this situation, Pushan, who was immediately taken aback, was about to kneel down and kowtow, but was picked up by Huikong in time: "But I can't help it, it's me, my child!"

Hearing the familiar voice reminding, the little monk Pushan, who was immersed in awe, reacted and hurriedly changed his words: "Master Huikong, didn't you go back to the temple? Why did you get here?"

Seeing him ask about this, Monk Huikong didn't say anything, but just came behind him to help those stubborn little monks untie the acupoints, and asked in a tone of anger: "How many of you, do you know what is wrong?"

When those bad boys saw that the person standing in front of them was Master Xiao Rulai Huikong, who was second only to the abbot in the temple, they immediately leaned down and knelt down, kowtowing like pounding garlic and saying yes again and again.

"Since you know your mistake, then you will carry the burden of Pushan and follow me back to the temple to listen to it. ”

Everyone hoped that he would be open to himself, and at this time, after listening to the instructions, he hurriedly took the burden of Pushan, carried it on his back, and carried it up the mountain with his bucket. In order to fight for the opportunity of leniency, everyone can't wait to express themselves.

Pushan was led by Huikong and walked behind them unhurriedly, one was to supervise, and the other was to prevent these guys from coming up with any bad ideas halfway.

Pushan, who still hasn't figured it out yet, held back for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked Monk Huikong: "Master Huikong, what crime did the senior brother commit and why did they punish him like this?"

At first, Huikong thought that he had misheard, but the kid asked himself in a tone that he didn't know anything, and when he opened his mouth again to confirm it, he explained the reason.

After hearing what had happened, Pushan just sighed lightly, ran over quickly, took the burden that the three senior brothers carried for him, carried it on his shoulders, and walked towards the temple without saying a word.

"Good, good. It's really rare for this son to have such a mind at such a young age. Now that all kinds of things in the temple have come to an end, I need to go and say goodbye to my brother. ”

On the top of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, the gilded Buddha statue of Sakyamuni sits in the center, and looks solemn and solemn under the rendering of the morning bell.

After explaining the situation to the senior brothers of the Discipline Academy, he handed over the three little monks to them, and Huikong himself found Pushan to come with him outside the abbot's meditation room.

"Dangdangdang......"

A few soft knocks sounded, and after a while, Master Huitong, the abbot of Honghua Temple, was wearing a red silk and gold thread brocade robe, and his hands twisted the four major beads were empty, and slowly opened the door.

"Huikong, I've seen Senior Brother!" put his palms together, smiled and bowed politely to the abbot. Pushan, who was following next to him, also learned from his appearance and hurriedly gave a salute.

Don't look at the two of them as brothers, but in fact, there is a full twenty years of difference between them. Huikong is only in his early forties this year, but because of his good face, he is no different from the young man he was standing in the eyes of outsiders.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Huikong, please come in and talk. ”

At the invitation of the old abbot, the two entered the meditation room one after another, and when they sat down, Master Huitong, who was in charge of the family, asked, "I wonder what is the important matter for the junior brother to come in a hurry today?"

"Senior Brother Hui, if there is chaos today, I want to go down the mountain to travel to the world, to transform the world, and to promote my Mahayana Buddhism, I don't know what you think?"

"Well...... this"

How to say that Huikong is also the pillar of Honghua Temple, if he goes, I don't know when he can come back, the old abbot is a little reluctant in his heart.